(109) DM:
let's get startedAttempting to ENABLE moderation in the current
room...Server Administrator-> This channel is now moderated(109) DM: (anyone need a recap?)(96) Dj Gilcrease: ((sorry I was sitting
outside reading))(109) DM: (ok, I'll take that as a no.
beginning of this round, the rest of the party arrives in room 12. a wall of
flames from floor to ceiling blocks access to 13.)(109) DM: (roll init, Git and Agatha)(110) Git: [1d20+4] -> [6,4] = (10)whispering to Agatha, Gautam?(115) Rasan (enter): 22:00whispering to Agatha, Gautam, we're waiting for
you to roll initAttempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (115)
Vrondard...(111) Agatha: [1d20+3] -> [19,3] = (22)(109) DM: (23, Vron)(115) Vrondard: .** (115) Vrondard continues to attack **(109) DM: (recall from last session, you were
in combat against Munafik in room 12. he fled and a wall of fire blocks access
to 13.)(115) Vrondard: true... yeah im not going to
attack the flames(115) Vrondard: "bah!"** (115) Vrondard takes full defense **(115) Vrondard: (done)(109) DM: (22, Kha)** Kha dives though the flames tumbling to avoid
getting burned to badly and to avoid Mun-afik **Kha: Tumble Skill Check: [1d20+6-1] ->
[12,6,-1] = (17) (includes Armor Penalty of -1)(115) Vrondard: "foul undead magick
fire!"whispering to TaliesinNYC, [2d6+11] ->
[5,1,11] = (17)Kha: Reflex save: [1d20+10] -> [10,10] =
(20)(111) Agatha: "Kha, what are you doing,
you maniac?"(109) DM: (22, Ag)** (111) Agatha hesitates running through the magical
fire wall. ((delay)) **(109) DM: (10, Git)** Kha calls back "He is gone!" **** (110) Git saunters into the room, "Then
there's not much point in my diving through flames." (delay) **(111) Agatha: "You'll be gone too if
you chase after him like that."(109) DM: (23, Vron)** (115) Vrondard waits... **(115) Vrondard: (done)(109) DM: (22, Kha)** (110) Git moves closer to the flame wall, trying
to see the room beyond. "Did you see wherre he went?" **(115) Vrondard: "went that way"
points past the flames** Kha looks around trying to hear Mun-afik ((Delay
untill I see or hear him)) **(109) DM: (22, Ag)(110) Git: :raises a brow at vron:
"Thank you.. but I was talking to the person who followed him into the
next room."(115) Vrondard: "bah!"** (111) Agatha slowly reaches out toward the flames
to see if they're real, since Kha seemed to get by okay. **** Kha calls back to the others "Into the next
room would be my guess" **(115) Vrondard: "he's gone... farking
spook"(115) Vrondard: "aint got the nuts to
be fightin us all"(115) Vrondard: "tried to get the jump
on Kha and I"(110) Git: "Well... tactically, I must
say, the man knows what he's doing."** (110) Git heads back out of room 12 and starts
running back around toward 8 **(109) DM: (10, Git)(109) DM: (k)(115) Vrondard: "bah he aint no
man"(111) Agatha: "The bastard's just
toying with us."(111) Agatha: "What exactly
happened?"(115) Vrondard: "just that... we turned
around and he was there... thought we killed that jerk"** Kha calls to the others though the fire "He
is in the next room and the door in here is traped" **(109) DM: The wall vanishes after a few more
moments. Kha is waiting in the next chamber. (13)** Kha looks around "Where did Git go? He needs
to work his magic on the door in here" **** (115) Vrondard goes into 13 **(111) Agatha: "I think Git went back to
where we were. He managed to find secret door.(115) Vrondard: "well lets get
somewhere... either here or there"** Kha looks back to the locked door and tries to
visualize the layout of the rooms to see where the door Git found may lead **Kha: Int check: [1d20+2] -> [16,2] = (18)(111) Agatha: "We'll follow Git. I
don't like what this Mun-afik's doing and I ain't playing his game."Kha: "I dont want him getting out this
way, I'll stay here and watch for him"(115) Vrondard: "hmmm thats true"whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[10,14] = (24), [1d20+13] -> [1,13] = (14)(115) Vrondard: "nah he will just come
and attack you while yer alone"** Kha shrugs **(115) Vrondard: .whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[13,14] = (27)(111) Agatha: "It's not a good idea for
us to get separated. Come on. That old bone bag will find us sooner or later on
his own."(115) Vrondard: "foul trickster... that
being the truth of it"** (111) Agatha turns to head to room 8 **(109) DM: (2 rounds behind Git, fyi)** (115) Vrondard follows Agatha to 8 as well **(109) DM: You (Vron and Ag) reach the chamber
with the three urns. (area 8)(109) DM: The door beyond is open, and
footprints can be seen in the dust.whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[6,14] = (20)(115) Vrondard: "hmmm gettin in
trouble... lets follow..."** (111) Agatha nods, puts her finger to her lips and
beckons Vrondard to quietly follow her. **** (115) Vrondard shuts his yap and follows.. **(109) DM: As you round the corner, Git's
fiddling on a door. (OOC -- the door to area 14.)** (111) Agatha waves to Git. **** (110) Git gives a slient nod and wave in return,
before focusing on the door. **** (111) Agatha whispers to Git, "Why'd you
wander off like that?" **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[20,14] = (34)** (110) Git gestures for the fighters to get back
around the corner as he gets out his tools and begins tinkering intently with
the door **** (115) Vrondard does so **** (111) Agatha looks at Git curiously, but shrugs
and does as she's told. **** (110) Git packs up his tools after a little while
and comes back around the corner with a length of twine. "Don't pull this
until I tell you to." Then heads back to the door and tries to get it open
(open lock as necessary, total defense when I open the door) **(109) DM: The door opens to reveal a stone
wall.(110) Git: "Uuhhh,,,,," :stares at
the wall a moment, poking at it to see if it's real."(109) DM: There is a loud click.(115) Vrondard: "shoot it... see if its
real?"(110) Git: Reflex save: [1d20+9] ->
[14,9] = (23)(111) Agatha: "Git..."(109) DM: Suddenly, the section of floor that
Git is standing on tilts downwards. (Agatha and Vron are now above Git)(109) DM: (There is a ledge where the door is,
about 2' wide, that Git grabbed hold of when the floor tilted.)(109) DM: It tilts to the west, forming a chute
downwards.(111) Agatha: "Git!"(115) Vrondard: "oy!"(110) Git: "Shit!" :curses as he
barely grabs the ledge.: "I think I botched the job." :tries to see
what's down below him:** (115) Vrondard grabs Git (if he can) **(115) Vrondard: "aint nothing good down
there but yer death"(110) Git: "Thank you for that advice
Vrondard" :tries to pull himself up to the ledge:** (115) Vrondard assists **(109) DM: (no, Vron. you're standing at the corner
where the north passage from 8 intersects with the east-west passge in 9. Git
is at the door connecting to 14, on a ledge. at least 3' separates the two of
you and we know how stubby a dwarf is. :) )** (115) Vrondard grumbles **** (111) Agatha gets some rope out of her pack. **** (115) Vrondard assists by 'cheering' Git on
"don't let go or yer finished" **(111) Agatha: "Hang on, Git. I'm gonna
toss you a line."(115) Vrondard: "prolly wasn't
you...was that foul Munafik set this trap fer ya"(110) Git: "I'd appreciate it."(115) Vrondard: (if you are hanging on the
rope... can you be on the ramp without sliding down?)(115) Vrondard: (sort of Batman style)(110) Git: (I'd slide down the ramp a bit,
but only as far as the overhang you guys are on, where I could climb up.)(109) DM: (possible)(115) Vrondard: "Hold the rope... I'll
go get him...... or you want me to do it"** (115) Vrondard analyzes who weighs more Agatha or
himself **(115) Vrondard: : )(110) Git: "Just throw the rope and
pull me up." :getting annoyed:(111) Agatha: "Just what I was
thinking."** (111) Agatha tries tossing a line in Git's
direction. **(109) DM: (k)** (110) Git grabs the line and lets go of the ledge,
letting the stronger comrades pull him up to safety **(109) DM: (meanwhile, elsewhere...)(110) Git: "So much for getting around
behind him."(109) Sheik Kassim: Afiya, set out some
cushions and make our guest comfortable. (indicates the regally dressed human
in desert robes)whispering to Taragnor, your cue. describe
yourself pleasewhispering to Taragnor, Jack...waiting for youKha: ((AFK for a smoke, hope Mun-afik dont
open the door yet =P))(110) Git: "Where's Kha at?" :asks
as he pilled up to the level floor:(112) Taragnor: here.(115) Vrondard: "hes back where we
fought... tryin to keep him holed up back there while we go here"(112) Taragnor: You can see before you a human
male clearly of Arabian descent, he bears a short short black beard, well
groomed, with dark hair, equally well cared for, and seemingly undamaged by the
hot desert sun. (112) Taragnor: On each arm he bears a thick
silver bracelet, somewhere between jewelry and a full bracer, each bears
valuable green and blue gemstones. (112) Taragnor: You can also make out a silver
chain around his neck, though whatever medallion or holy symbol it may lead to
is obscured by the robes which he wears. (109) DM: (have to stress this is something
happening elsewhere and not in the temple with the PCs)(112) Taragnor: At each side, right and left
are two finely crafted scimitars, each contained in a weapon sheathe that would
only be worn by the very rich or the very vain... the sheathe is inlaid with
gemstones from top to bottom and sparkles in the light. (112) Taragnor: *sheathes, both are like that. (112) Taragnor: Physically however, the man
isn't too much to look at... while handsome, he lacks the strong build of a
warrior, despite his otherwise impressive weaponry, showing no impresisve
muscles or intimidating size. ** (109) Afiya sets out a tray of sweetmeats, camel
yogurt, rosewater and mint tea for the Sheik, his court and you, then retires
to a cushion next to the Sheik. **(109) Sheik Kassim: Please, eat and be
refreshed. My tent is your tent.(112) Taragnor: Were you guess you would put
him around five feet and 6 inches... Though there is something in his eyes that
depicts a definite force of personality and confidence. Server Administrator->Kicking
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'(105) Unnamed' from server... Removing dead client(105) Unnamed (exit): 23:06(109) Sheik Kassim: You have travelled far,
stranger. Might I ask your name? (pours a cup of mint tea)(112) Taragnor: ((OOC: what's the proper way to
address a sheik, there any special title like 'your majesty'?))(109) DM: ((no title, unless you were speaking
formally in a letter or missive.))(112) Taragnor: ((ok)(109) DM: ((a simple acknowledgement of respect
will do.))Farhaan: "I am Farhaan of the honorable
family Alhazred." ** Farhaan says humbly. **(109) Sheik Kassim: Ah, the house of
Alhazred....of Huzuz? (passes you a cup of tea)Farhaan: "My father would be very pleased
to know that you are familiar with our name."** Farhaan accepts the tea graciously. taking a small
sip as he speaks. **** (109) Sheik Kassim nods slowly. "Indeed, I am
familiar with those who hail from the court of the Grand Caliph, may Fate smile
kindly upon his brow." **Farhaan: "I thank you for your blessing,
and for the accomodations... and of course the tea. It is excellent."(109) Sheik Kassim: I welcome you to my tent,
as a guest. (wearily) My welcome would be more joyous though, for we are beset
by an evil older than the sands.** Farhaan gives a slight smile. **(109) Sheik Kassim: ....and the gods have not
smiled on me this day. (looks downcast for a moment)Farhaan: "I have heard of the problems,
and I feel that perhaps in return for your hospitality I could provide some
assistance."** (109) Sheik Kassim looks up. "Eh? Aid would
be welcome, yes. Since my son's betrothed disappeared, the skies have darkened
over this Oasis." **Farhaan: "In addition to carrying the name
of a noble house with me, I am also quite an accomplished swordsman... and it
has been my life's purpose to fight against evil." ** (109) Sheik Kassim absorbs this, sipping his tea
and stroking Afiya's hair gently. **(123) Unnamed (enter): 23:16(123) Unnamed (exit): 23:16(123) Unnamed (enter): 23:16Farhaan: "I do not wish to brag.... but
some who have come to know me have called me the greatest swordsman in all of
Zayal." (109) Sheik Kassim: Ra has blessed us this day
indeed. Your help in this troubled time is welcome.Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (123)
Unnamed...Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (123)
Unnamed...** Farhaan nods. **(109) Sheik Kassim: Ah, so they have. (mildly)Farhaan: "Since I am here, I can only
assume that fate guides my hand to your aid." (124) Unnamed (enter): 23:19(109) Sheik Kassim: There are a band of
adventurers are here in this Oasis. They could certainly use a warrior such as
yourself.Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (124)
Unnamed...(109) TaliesinNYC: Booting '(123) Unnamed' from
room...(123) Unnamed (exit): 23:19Farhaan: "Indeed. It would seem fate's
plan is falling into place." (109) DM: (OOC: Fate with a capital F)(112) Taragnor: oh sorry. (109) Sheik Kassim: In the meantime, please,
make yourself comfortable, in both my tent and my tribe, and on this Oasis of
the White Palm.Farhaan: "I thank you for your
hospitality." Server Administrator->Kicking
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of the hall, still hoping for a path around Munafik. (search, listen, check for
lock) **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[10,14] = (24), [1d20+13] -> [7,13] = (20), [1d20+8] -> [4,8] = (12)(110) Git: (or is it west? hmmm...)** (110) Git pulls a couple picks and sets about
getting it open **** (110) Git curses and pulls out another pick
"one of my favorites dammit..." :try again: **** Kha stays in position listening for anything **(109) DM: The door unlocks.(110) Git: :total defense and open 'er up:(109) DM: The door opens to reveal an empty
room beyond, about 5' square.(126) Unnamed (enter): 23:30Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (126)
Unnamed...(115) Vrondard: "hmmm.... nothing"** (110) Git groans and begins searching around for
hidden doors/compartments **(111) Agatha: "Must be a closet or
something.(115) Vrondard: "aint got no broom in
it"(115) Vrondard: "no coats... no
cloaks.. and no bloomin freaky blokes"(115) Vrondard: "might as well search
this whole place fer secret spots..."** (115) Vrondard will search the hallway (avoiding
the sliding trap) while Git does his searching elsewhere **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+1] -> [6,1]
= (7)** (110) Git throws up his hands. "Well... this
has been a waste of time." :turns back from the room. shall we return to
see what Kha's up to? **(109) DM: After a few seconds, a door slides to
the right of the dead end. (OC: secret door to 10)(110) Git: "Eh?" :glances aside.:
"Nice find Vrondard."(109) DM: (elsewhere...)(109) DM: The door to your cell opens and loaf
of dry bread is tossed to the floor, along with a skin of liquid that sloshes
as it hits the floor.(109) DM: The ilythi'iri peers at you with
undisguised hatred and slams the door. "Die, rivvil."whispering to Unnamed, describe yourself(126) Unnamed: Description: The man crouching or kneeling before you has a cloak with
the hood drawn, and at first all you can make out is that his wild hair, which
there is certainly more than enough of, is a black so dark it seems to have
shades of blue and purple flitting amongst it. As he moves slightly, the hood
around his face parts with a few more slight details; a broad flat nose, high
and full cheekbones, a full beard of the same dark hair, with a gray tone to
it. Then he looks directly at you and you realize that it is no beard, but fur;
and that the features are those of a fierce panther or jaguar. The eyes seem to
glow violet as the reflect a bit of light eerily.

He stands up, still hunched slightly, but your best guess is that if he
stretched to his full height he would still be under six feet by an inch or
two. His broad girth and powerful build make him look to weigh twice what a
normal man his height would, yet he does not seem fat in the least. His
movements bely a deft grace and speed. Most of his body is concealed beneath a
worn traveler's cloak, but you can see that the purplish fur seems to cover his
entire body; except around his forearms and hands, where it seems to change
from a mottled purple and gray pattern to solid black fur. The end in claws
that seem to gleam metalically, though they too are sold black.

As you absorb his form, a soft growling, or perhaps a thundrously loud purr, emanates
from his throat, but there is no movement of his face or mouth as it emits.
Slowly he reveals his teeth to you, and were it not for his eyes you would be
preparing to run or fight from his dangerous smile; but his eyes remain gentle,
and friendly.** (126) Unnamed grabs at the food and liquid, hoping
it to be a better meal than his last, but knowing it won't be so. **(109) DM: His eyes open wide. "Naut
rivvil." (strokes his chin thoughtfully)** (126) Unnamed darts his eyes from the meal in his
hands to his jailor, contemplating. **(109) Kalitrates: What zhan dossta name?** (126) Unnamed quickly pulls off a hunk of the
bread with his teeth, and talking very brokenly as he chews... "I,
rrrrrmmmm, I no" *cough* "I no name." **** (126) Unnamed finishes the bite of bread, a look
of distate in his eyes, and sniffs carefully at the skin. **(109) Kalitrates: Dos inbalen nau name?
(scratches his head)(109) Kalitrates: Mzil interesting. Zomara
xuiltlu interested in hearing about dos.** (126) Unnamed shakes his head, confusion in his
eyes, shrugs and says "I no speak like you", then unstoppers the
skin. **(115) Vrondard: .(109) Kalitrates: Eat. Udos want dos to be
alive for lil journey to our home.(109) Kalitrates: Natha dead slave zhah natha
worthless slave.** (126) Unnamed shrugs again, and begins to drain
the waterskin, pouring a few drops on the bread to soften it up. **** (109) Kalitrates mutters as he walks away. **(109) DM: (back at the ranch)(109) TaliesinNYC: The 20' square room is
filled with an eerie red light that comes from atop a platform at the far
eastern side of the chamber. Nine carved, circular steps lead up to the top of
the platform. A strange, glowing skull gives off the red light.(110) Git: (are we at 'the ranch' ?)(109) DM: (yep lol)(111) Agatha: ((looks like it))(111) Agatha: "Hmph. What do you make
of it?"(110) Git: "Interesting choice in
lighting. I personally would have gone for a more traditional continuous flame.
Though this red mood lighting does somewhat remind me of a few brothel sitting
rooms. It does rather set one at ease."(115) Vrondard: "oy"(115) Vrondard: "aint getting me
knickers bunched up"** (110) Git moves in exaiming the steps for
surprises on the way up toward the skull **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[3,14] = (17)(115) Vrondard: "lets go get everyone
and check this out.. Git you can start lookin fer trip wires while I go fetch
em"** (115) Vrondard goes and drags Kha here if need be
**(115) Vrondard: (do we still own a peice of
walking furnature?)(115) Vrondard: (I haven't been rubbed nor
belched on lately)(109) DM: (it comes out to play from time to
time, yes)** (110) Git cautiously makes his way up the steps,
shifting his weight slow, should one choose to give out on him, and heads up to
examine the skull and what it is set on. **(115) Vrondard: (one wonders why Git doesnt
use it to set off traps instead of himself)(109) DM: (because it's too smart for that)(115) Vrondard: (ah that must be why we have
Git then)(109) DM: (lol)(110) Git: (besides, I keep valuables in
that thing)(109) DM: It (the skull) appears to be that of
a human-like creature, but with oversize fangs instead of incisors. It's
covered with weird seeming hieroglyphics.** (111) Agatha watches on, ready for any monkey
business. **(115) Vrondard: ... after dragging Kha
here.... Vrondard waits for Git to finish checking out the room(110) Git: (actual skull, or like crafted
crystal or something?)(109) DM: (actual skull)** Kha follows Vrondard back, giving up on Mun-afik
**(110) Git: :glances to the door: "Good
timing kha, feel like translating a skull?"** Kha looks around the room then moves to read the
skull **(115) Vrondard: "surprised its not
gnawing on Gits neck while I was gone"** Kha starts reading the skull outloud " In the
name of Set, for this is the place, I give my life to the Taker and his Master.
The dead rise. The living flee. The faithful commune." **(110) Git: "Huh?"Kha: "My thoughts exactly Git. I guess
someone sacraficed themselves to Set to further his goal in this prophacy"(110) Git: "Right... so..." :pulls
out his crowbar: "Smash the skull?"** Kha shrugs and move back out of the room **(111) Agatha: "I'd make sure it isn't a
trap first."(110) Git: "I'm kidding." :heads
out from the room, crwobar rested on his shoulder. Like I'm going to go
smashing creepy evil magical objects."(109) Khalitarius, Ifrit Pasha: IS THAT YOU MY
SERVANT?(109) DM: A menancing voice fills the chamber.
It seems to be coming from the skull.** (111) Agatha spins to face the voice, axe raised.
**(130) Khalitarius, Ifrit Pasha:
I SENSE THAT THE OPAL STILL LIVES. YOU WOULD DO WELL
NOT TO FAIL ME AGAIN.(110) Git: :mouthes questioningly to
comrades: "Opal?"(130) DM: The voice seems distant, yet comes
from the skull.** (110) Git steps back toward the stairs and kneels
down to speak piously. "PLease, forgive my failure, my Master."
(bluff for all he's worth) **** (111) Agatha remembers Basht mentioning something
about some Opal, but is more focused on the skulls. **** (115) Vrondard grumbles **** Kha whispers "The opal is the princess I
think" **(130) Khalitarius, Ifrit Pasha: I DO NOT ACCEPT
FAILURE!!!!! (voice thunders so loud that your ears hurt)(110) Git: "Then I shall not fail you
further."(130) Khalitarius, Ifrit Pasha: FIND THE OPAL
AND KILL HIM!!!!! I COMMAND THIS IN THE NAME OF SET!!!!!** Kha starts to walk away to let the voice continue
its ranting **(130) Khalitarius, Ifrit Pasha: USE HIS BROTHER
IF YOU MUST!!!!(130) DM: The voice fades away.(110) Git: "Aye, Master, it shall be
done. And is there any other order you wish of me?"(130) DM: There is no additional response.** Kha waits in the room with the pots ((Room 8)) **** (110) Git shrugs and heads back out of the room.
"Think we should take the skull with us?" **(115) Vrondard: "I aint thinking that
would be wise"(115) Vrondard: "any chance this Opal
be one o' these sheiks sons or somethin?"(115) Vrondard: "who else would be
important enough to kill around here?"(111) Agatha: "Aye, we put up with
enough jabbering from Kha. We don't need a talking skull."(115) Vrondard: "aint that the
truth"(115) Vrondard: "not to mention the
moving chest"(111) Agatha: "Basht mentioned someone
called the Opal. She said he was someone we could trust."(115) Vrondard: "oh... the
catwoman"(110) Git: "I think it was referring to
Maruf the White Opal. Someone Basht mentioned."(115) Vrondard: "he must have a brother
that dont like him... that aint right'(130) DM: (elsewhere)(115) Vrondard: "family should be loyal
and supportive"(110) Git: "I thought she said he was
held in a temple of Set. So... hopefully that means he's here."(130) DM: ((feel free to keep playing,
accelerating things))** (130) Basht sidles up to your cell door and peers
inside. **(115) Vrondard: "well should be go up
these stairs?"(126) Unnamed: /me senses the presence, and
stands, watching...(115) Vrondard: (ignore)(130) DM: You (Unnamed) see a tall, lithe cat
warrior such as yourself, except garbed in tawny leather armor, fitted for
someone used to moving in the desert.** (110) Git back toward 9 and checks the last door
in the hall for traps and sounds **** Kha goes back to the door Mun-afik was hiding
behind **(130) Basht: Mrrr. Someone such as you should
not be here, in a place of cages. I will have you free in a moment, mrrow.(111) Agatha: "If the Opal is here,
then he's on the loose. And someone isn't happy about that."** (126) Unnamed quirks his ears and one brow in
curiosity, seeing one of his own kind. **** (130) Basht works at the lock for a minute and
pops it. "There. Open the door and you shall be free." **(130) DM: You must have been sleeping, for you
did not see her come up to your cell door.(130) DM: She moves with unnatural grace and
stealth.** (126) Unnamed moves to the door, pulling it open.
**whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[15,14] = (29)whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+8] -> [10,8]
= (18)(126) Unnamed: (in Khajiit) "You have my
thanks. Why are you here, and why do you choose to free me?"(130) Basht: Quickly now, the spell will not
last for too much longer. And (mutters) I am breaking one too many rules by
being here.(111) Agatha: "Well in any case, there's
nothing but dead ends here. Let's take a look where the bone bag jumped
us."** (110) Git fiddles with the door, trying ot get it
open **** (126) Unnamed moves through the door quickly,
pulling it closed behind himself. **(130) Basht: Mrrr. (looks at Unnamed) Because
it is your ka-tet that you should be free.(130) Basht: (winks at Unnamed) You have no
Fate but the Fate you are given. Remember this and it shall serve you well.(130) Basht: Now come. (walks away)** (126) Unnamed looks her up and down, a neutral
look on his face. "Your words are wise." He follows close behind
her,. **** (130) Basht blurs for a moment and becomes a small
gray tabby, that for a moment seems as insubstantial as smoke. **(130) DM: The cat looks up at the Khajiit and
meows piteously, then scampers away.** (126) Unnamed pauses, caught unprepared for this.
He stands still a moment watching the cat in suspicion. **** Kha goes across the hall gfinaly giving up on
Mun-afik and tries to open the door **(130) DM: It scampers out of the prison and
looks back at you (Unnamed) meowling.Kha: ((to room 18))** (126) Unnamed waits until the cat is nearly out of
sight, then quickly follows. **(130) DM: The door (to 9) opens to reveal a
blank wall.(130) DM: (Unnamed) As the cat leads you on,
somehow, the passages in your prison seem insubstantial, as if made of smoke.
Or perhaps you are.(110) Git: "Too many dead ends."
:searchs the wall for a hidden door before moving back to ward 8:** (126) Unnamed moves overly cautiosly, not sure
whether to trust his newfound ally or not. **(115) Vrondard: "well i gots a way
around that ramp trap..."(130) DM: The cat seems to become more and more
insubstantial, until it finally fades away altogether. It and your surroundings
change, until you no longer recognize your surroundings. Wall carvings showing
grand harvests have been defaced and scarred in this 30' square room. Three
elaborate basins stand on decorated pedestals, each containing a different
liquid. The first is clear, the second, which bubbles and steams, is a dull
red, and the third liquid, which burns, is amber.(130) DM: Suddenly, a cat warrior steps out of
the shadows and enters area 8.(115) Vrondard: "take one of these
doors and use it to make a gang plank.. if it can be made long enough"(115) Vrondard: "oy!"** (126) Unnamed sniffs cautiously at the liquids,
distrustful of everything now. He carefully and methodically begins to search
and examine his surroundings. **(115) Vrondard: "somethin's in the next
room"(126) Unnamed: ((am I in 8?))(115) Vrondard: "wid the pots..."(130) DM: ((yes))** (126) Unnamed stops, staring at the cat, visually
testing to see if it is the same... **(111) Agatha: "That's not gonna do --
huh?(130) DM: (the cat warrior is you, K)(110) Git: "Eh?" looks back to the
room on Vron's words: "(126) Unnamed: ((oh, duh, sorry))(130) DM: (I was describing things for both
yours and the party's benefit)** (126) Unnamed remains at his task of searching the
room... **** (110) Git watches the catman in his search.
"Weird. THink he's sniffing for intruders?" **(126) Unnamed: ((would I hear the voices?))(115) Vrondard: "aintcha recognize yer
girlfriend Git?"(111) Agatha: "Dunno. He looks like
Basht though."(110) Git: "No... she doesn't look so
manly."(115) Vrondard: ((sorry.. thought cat meant
Basht... seems like it does not)) (130) DM: ((if you don't tell me to roll for
Listen checks, then no.))(115) Vrondard: "hmmm guess you are
right..."** (110) Git gestures the others back a moment and
whips out his long gray elven cloak, whispering. "I think I'll go say
hello." **** (126) Unnamed moves closer to the flaming liquid,
smelling at it. **(111) Agatha: "Careful, Git. Could be a
trap."(110) Git: "Yeah.. I know. So watch my
back."** (126) Unnamed wrinkles his nose in disgust, his
entire face becoming quite humorous in the effort. He backs away from the
flaming liquid. **** (110) Git dons his cloak, and keeps a dagger at
hand beneath as he approaches down the hall, warning to the cat in a serious
tone, "Careful. That pot burns." **Kha: ((AFK for a smoke))** (126) Unnamed spins around at the voice... **** (115) Vrondard is ready to come to Gits aid **** (110) Git keeps his head slowed lowered, so the
shadow of the cloak hides the features of his face. "What are you doing
here?" **** (126) Unnamed looks for the source of the
voice...finding Git **(130) DM: A cloaked figure emerges from a door
leading out from this chamber. (OC: from the passage out of 8)(126) Unnamed: "I no . . . .
think." He pauses, shakes his head, "No . . . know."** (126) Unnamed seems to be a bit guarded in his
stance, but not hostile. **(110) Git: :arches an unseen brow: "Are
you lost then?"** (126) Unnamed nods his head. "Lost." **(150) Zane (enter): 00:44(110) Git: :grips his dagger tight, but
speaks plainly: "Are you a follower of Set?"(115) Vrondard: "ask him if he knows
Basht... they certainly look similar"(126) Unnamed: "Sit...? I stand."** (126) Unnamed seems very confused. **(110) Git: "I'll take that as a no. How
did you arrive here? Have you been here long?"** (126) Unnamed scratches at one ear with a very
wicked looking claw. **(126) Unnamed: "I sleep."** (126) Unnamed twitches his tail, seems to be
searching for words. **Farhaan:
Disconnecting from server...(112) Taragnor (exit): 00:47(110) Git: "Sleep... like sleep walk?
You sleepwalked down here?"** (126) Unnamed shakes his head. **(126) Unnamed: "I sleep, note wake. Now
sleep."(126) Unnamed: not*(115) Vrondard: "oy... this one is
daft"(115) Vrondard: "fergit about it... we
got things to be doin"(110) Git: "Right... okay. So... I take
it you're not a guardian or such of this temple then?" :begin to speak
more casually:** Kha walks back to find the others after failing to
open the door **(115) Vrondard: "better things than
watch this thing cough up a furball"** (126) Unnamed looks Git up and down, then moves to
look down the passage he came out of. **(126) Unnamed: "You come from . . . sand
place?"(110) Git: "Uh.... I suppose."(126) Unnamed: "You go back, me
too?"(130) DM: (might want to describe your
appearances to Ken's character)(111) Agatha: "In good time."(110) Git: "Fine. We can go back to the
sand place in a little while." : nods reassuringly while drawing back his
hood:** (126) Unnamed sighs, exasperated. **** Kha walks into the room (from room 6 to room 8))
**Kha: "Who is this?" **He looks at
Git and the others**(110) Git: :shrugs to Kha, and turns to the
cat man: "What is your name?"(126) Unnamed: "I no name."** (126) Unnamed shrugs. **** (126) Unnamed flicks his tail. **(115) Vrondard: "well... there are a
few rooms left on the otherside where Kha and I were"(115) Vrondard: "one was unlocked and
another was locked"Kha: Discription:: Kha is a very tall (6ft 6in) Deeply Tanned, extremely
thin Human. Though very thin he is extreamly strong, agial and healthy. Kha has
an unresistable urge to know EVERYTHING, he would sit down and chat with a Red
Dragon untill it tried to kill him. He refuses to belive anyone is outright
evil so untill they try to kill him or someone he knows does not deserve to be
killed he will accept anyone as a friend. He does have a very strong sense or
morality though and will defend a total stranger who is in need of help. He
spends alot of time in Librarys reading on what ever his current obsesion is,
but dont assume that because he spends alot of time in the library he does not
know how to fight. He is well trained with the Spear, Bow and Long Tooth Dagger
and will use them quickly if he or someone he knows is attacked. He is slower
to use deadly attacks when helping strangers untill he determins the entire
situation, and may switch sides once he does if he belives it is moraly right
to do so. Kha is dressed in dark brows with patches of green and grey, his head
is wraped in a dark cloth, though if he moves just right you can see aShiny
mettal helm under it which looks compleatly out of place. Straped to his back
is a short bow of extream craftmenship, and a short spear with what apears to
be a crystalin tip. On his left arm is a small leather buckler and wraped
around his left hand is a string a prayer beads. On his right hand is a fairly
plain looking copper ring, and a bright gold and silver signet ring. Straped across
his chest for quick access is a 22 inch dagger. He also carries a quiver on his
right hip and a backpack slung over his right sholder.(111) Agatha: A stout, near middle-aged
woman steps steps out of the passage. She wears some ill-fitting robes of the
local people. She doesn't try to use them to conceal her ruddy complexion and
auburn hair that mark her as an outsider.** (126) Unnamed watches the woman, raises his right
hand to the side of his head, making some sort of greeting gesture. **Kha: "How about we call you
Kossori."** (110) Git is a lithe half-elf in his mid-twenties.
His hair is short and dark brown, though bearing darker roots. and his eyes are
deep swirling blue. A casually handsome face is marred lightly by bruises and
burns from recent conflagrations, and the gray cloak he wears covers borrowed
al-badia clothins. **(115) Vrondard: Desc: The very first thing you will notice about Vrondard is
he has a wild feral look. After seeing him in action, you will realize he
doesn't move like the typical dwarf. He is quicker and faster. His arms and
armor are considerable... it seems he come prepared for a fight. He carries a
Dwarven Waraxe and a few Javelins on his back. Except for being a dwarf, his
appearance is unremarkable. His beard is ungroomed, but not ragged; his eyes
being brown and hair red in hue. (111) Agatha: She also doesn't bother to
conceal her worn, chainmail armor and the large, intimidating greataxe in her
hand.(126) Unnamed: "What means
Kossori?"** (126) Unnamed glances from one to the other as
they move in to his view, stepping back a step, but not acting overly defensive
nor hostile. **Kha: "Nothing in any language I know.
It's just a name that poped into my head when I saw you"(115) Vrondard: "means Cat Guy found in
the sand"(115) Vrondard: "lets get something
accomplished huh?"(126) Unnamed: "I Khajiit, no cat."** (126) Unnamed swells slightly with pride as he
says this. **(115) Vrondard: "farking hells... is
everyone who likes to talk a lot got Kha in their name?"Kha: "Anyways Git there is a locked
door back this way I was trying to open it will little sucess"(161) Manic (enter): 00:59** (126) Unnamed looks at Vrondard curiously. **(115) Vrondard: "thats just a dead end
trap to fool you into plumetting to yer death"** (110) Git nods to Kha. "I'll take a look at
it." **(115) Vrondard: "old dwarven
trick"(115) Vrondard: "works on stupid
goblins and orcs a plenty"(115) Vrondard: "we found the only
thing worth seeing down here"(126) Unnamed: "Why you here?"(115) Vrondard: "so we might as well go
somewheres else"** (111) Agatha sizes up the Khajit. "You're
welcome to follow us if you want. Just know that where we're going, there's
gonna be trouble." **(115) Vrondard: "yeah show us where you
came from... that would be helpful"** (126) Unnamed moves his attention to Agatha.
"Trouble?" **(110) Git: :offfers simply: "Here to
stop bad people."(115) Vrondard: "you been creeping
around here much?"** (110) Git follows Kha back toward the stuck door
**Kha: "So Kossori, the way out of here
is that way" **pointing to the way out((Room 4)** "I hope you are
smarter then the last person we met in here, he decided to kill himself insted
of leaving."** (126) Unnamed glances at Vrondard, motiuoning back
the way he came while following the cat. **** Kha leads Git back to the locked door ((room 18))
while talking with the Khajiit **** Kha steps back and studies the Khajiit intently to
get an idea of his fighting skills **** (110) Git searches the door to 18 **** (126) Unnamed has no visible weapons, and while
there is a bulk of some kind beneath his loose shirt, you can't tell exactly
what it may be. **Kha: Wis check: [1d20+4] -> [11,4] = (15)** (115) Vrondard checks out the unlocked room #15
while waiting for 18 to resolve itself **** (126) Unnamed wanders around behind the others,
watching them move off in different directions. **Kha: "So Kossori, whats your story. I
have never met one of your race and I would be very interesting in learning
your and their history"** (126) Unnamed frowns slightly at hearing the name
Kha chose, but accepts it without complaint. **(126) Unnamed: "I not . . . know. I
alone."** (126) Unnamed seems to be searching for words. **Kha: "You may speak in any language you
wish, I will be able to understand you, though I may not beable to talk back in
that language"** (126) Unnamed quirks an ear at him, and seems to
relax slightly. **(110) Git: "This door's trapped
something nasty."(110) Git: "You guys might want to back
away."Kha: "If you do not like the name
Kossori I can try to come up with another"** (110) Git gets out his tools and goes to work **** Kha backs away a little **** (115) Vrondard hides within #15 **** (111) Agatha raises her eyebrows in concern and
steps back a bit. **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[6,14] = (20)(110) Git: "Half way there... I
think."** (110) Git takes a deep breath to relax before
setting to work on the magical portion of the trap. **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[18,14] = (32)** (126) Unnamed speaks to Kha in khajiit. **(161) Manic (exit): 01:17whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+14] ->
[10,14] = (24)(130) DM: There is a flash of lavender light.
Nothing else seems to occur.(126) Unnamed: (in Khajiit) I don't know of
any name that is me, Kossori is not bad, but does not sound right to me. I grew
up alone, not with others. I knew only beasts, until evil men came to kill my
friends. I tried to follow them, but they hurt me. I tracked them after they
were gone, to the desert. There, I killed them, but became lost, could not find
home. So I wandered, and found a city, and learned other people can be good. I
live in city for some time, but not yet know how to talk well. I was sleeping
and am not sure if this is a dream or if I am awake, but I came here in my
sleep; found myself a captive. Then a woman, like me, freed me. She spoke this
language too. This language, it comes from my heart, I don't know how I know
it. Can you know it too?** (110) Git braces himself for the boom. It takes
him a mometn to open his eyes to find it didn't come. "Phew..." **(130) DM: Suddenly, you hear a loud crash
behind the door, and something slamming down.Kha: "I do not know your language
Kossori , but I understand many languages. I guess untill you can remember the
name that is yours we will call you Kossori"** (110) Git leaps back in shock... fearing the
"boom" **(111) Agatha: "What'd you do?"(115) Vrondard: "oy... that was a loud
something"** (126) Unnamed glances at the door, being too
absorbed in telling his brief tale to have noticed up till the boom. **** (110) Git eyes the door a moment... making sure
it's not going to burst out or anything **Kha: "So you killed some slavers, but
ended up being captured in the end untill a female Kahjiit came and freed you.
We have met a female of your kind though I thik she is more since she is a
servent of Ra. Her name is Brasht"(115) Vrondard: "well there is nothing
back in there... lets see what you awoke in here"(126) Unnamed: "Brasht" *He tries
the name out.(115) Vrondard: (Basht)(110) Git: :gestures Vron toward the door:
"Be my guest."Kha: ((Ya I added an R by accident =P ))(115) Vrondard: "har"** (115) Vrondard opens the door and looks inside
after ducking the scythe blade meant to cut off his head **(130) DM: (lol)(115) Vrondard: (it doesnt take much for
dwarves to 'duck')(126) Unnamed: (I thought they were in a
permanent duck)** Kha looks over to the door as Vrond opens it **(130) TaliesinNYC: Seven figures lie on the
floor, buried underneath a mountain of rubble. The room beyond is dimly lit.
The south wall lies crumbled and broken. A tunnel runs toward the south but is
blocked by a porticullis that glows with a strange, lavender light.(115) Vrondard: "hey more light"** (115) Vrondard looks up on the ceiling **(115) Vrondard: (esp where the rubble is)(130) DM: There was a strange mechanism which
held the mass of rubble in the ceiling. Touching the door must have caused the
mechanism to collapse.** (110) Git eyes the portcullis. "Well.. I
suppose I know what the arcane trap did." **** (126) Unnamed tries to glance in, over the dwarf's
head... looking mostly at the 7 figures in the rubble.... **(115) Vrondard: (so these 7 just died or ?)(130) DM: They appear to be orcs....but larger
than normal.** Kha moves into the room keeping his flaming spear
out in front for light **(115) Vrondard: (or it smells like really
dead orcs in here?)(115) Vrondard: (its a learned difference...
one that Vrondard would have)(115) Vrondard: (subtle difference between
just dead and long dead Orc...)(111) Agatha: "Hmph. Looks like
somebody was ready for a fight."(130) DM: (yes, it really smells like dead orcs
in here)(115) Vrondard: "stupid Orcs... why
pick there to stand?"(110) Git: "Not so ready for their own
trap to go off in their own faces though."** (115) Vrondard watches Kha enter the room **(115) Vrondard: "oy... I wouldn't be in
too much of a rush"** Kha shrugs and looks around the room avoiding the
rubble **(115) Vrondard: "well what about this
light on this thing?"Kha: "So Kossori what can you tell us
about who held you captive?"** (115) Vrondard enters and points to the
porticullis **(110) Git: :shrugs: "some kind of
arcane lock maybe."(115) Vrondard: "think I'm going to die
from it?"** (126) Unnamed ponders, watching Kha from the
'safety' of the hallway. **** Kha looks over the game **(115) Vrondard: "hmmm.... well..."
(115) Vrondard: "close the door and
lock it behind us..."Kha: ((Gate))(115) Vrondard: "see if the light goes
back onto the door"(110) Git: (afk)** (115) Vrondard closes the door (since Git is gone)
**(130) DM: There is a flash of lavender light
and the lock on the door (to 18) glows anew.(126) Unnamed: (in Khajiit) "I heard
much, but in strange languages. I didn't see many. They talked about an ifrit,
a sultan, two sons, and a princess, I think. Also, they talked of slaves, and
of suppliers to those who make slaves. They talked of new people with new gods,
who want to get rid of the ones who make slaves; but who don't know about those
who supply the ones who make slaves. There were many reasons they had to worry.
Everyone seemed to be afraid of everyone else. Much more they talked
about."(115) Vrondard: "har..."** (115) Vrondard lets Git have a looksee on the
porticullis... then tries to lift it **(115) Vrondard: (unless there is a winch or
something)(111) Agatha: "Well we know what the
light was, but now we'll have to work the door over again to get out."** Kha looks at the flash **** (126) Unnamed frowns at the thought of being
trapped in the room. **(115) Vrondard: "any o' this look
familiar Cat?"Kha: "Interesting, well this isnt the
right place to talk about all of the information, but it sounds like you know
some about what we are investigating right now, which is the location of the
princess"(126) Unnamed: "Yes, I come here."(115) Vrondard: (we waiting for Git?)(126) Unnamed: "But, I sleep."(115) Vrondard: "so whats here and
beyond?"Kha: "You came here in your
dreams?"** (126) Unnamed nods. **(130) DM: (yes, but you can continue, as you
know.)(126) Unnamed: (in Khajiit) "I could not
see clearly, it was... hard to notice details."** Kha looks at him closly again **(110) Git: (bak)(115) Vrondard: "bah"Kha: "Ah, for a second there I thought
maybe you were able to enter the dream realm, but when I enter it it is always
clear as if I was realy there, I have just never seen another person
there"** (115) Vrondard lifts the porticullis **(115) Vrondard: "grrrrraaaaaa"(126) Unnamed: (In Khajiit) "She . . .
Basht . . . she took me. She said there was a library here, that has a great
treasure."** (115) Vrondard will motion for help from Agatha if
he is having trouble **** (126) Unnamed notice's Vrondard's effort and move
to help without being asked. **** (110) Git looks around for a switch or other
mechanism to lift the portcullis **(115) Vrondard: ((50% chance of stepping on
his tail since we share the same space? [1d100] -> [23] = (23)))(115) Vrondard: : )** (111) Agatha moves over to help out Vrondard.
"Stubborn dwarf, you're gonna throw your back out like that." **(130) DM: The porticullis moves halfway up and
then stops, as if it's stuck.(115) Vrondard: "hmmm well.. halfway is
good enough... move one of them boulders over under it"** Kha ducks under the gate and helps hold it up from
the other end" **** (126) Unnamed nods and moves to grab a large piece
of rubble. **** (115) Vrondard helps with the boulder since there
are more holders of the porticullis now **** (126) Unnamed pushes the largest rock he can find
in place... **(130) DM: (going to end at 2:30 tonight, have
to take care of something tomorrow morning that came up earlier today)(115) Vrondard: "there.. this should be
good enough not to get us squashed(115) Vrondard: "or trapped on the
other side"** (115) Vrondard will enter the tunnel after all is
done... **(115) Vrondard: "ahhh this feels nice
in here"** (110) Git ducks under the portcullis into the next
corridor **** (115) Vrondard will peer into the tunnel
(completely dark?) **** (115) Vrondard will listen as well **(130) DM: A tunnel branches off in the dim
light, in three directions. Two double back and descend into the earth. A third
breaks through a rock wall into a rough hewn passage.** (115) Vrondard will venture down the hall.. get to
the split and follow the third to a rough hewn passage **** (115) Vrondard will listen again once in #20 **** (110) Git follows the dwarf **(130) TaliesinNYC: Lit by candles, the south
half of the room is piled high with crates and chests. (130) DM: A passage leads west, into the
darkness.** Kha follows the other trying to think of more to
ask Kossori but holding back since this is obviously not the time to grill him
about his racial history **** (115) Vrondard heads into the hallway... stopping
ath the doors **** (115) Vrondard listens at 22 and 23 **(169) Unnamed (enter): 01:55(115) Vrondard: (Vron is actually trying to
be quiet)Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (169)
Unnamed...(130) TaliesinNYC: Booting '(126) Unnamed' from
room...(126) Unnamed (exit): 01:55whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+8] -> [11,8]
= (19)** (110) Git takes a quick looksie among the crates
and chests **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+8(169) Unnamed: ((did I miss anything? :( ))whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+8] -> [7,8]
= (15)** (111) Agatha follows Vron and Git silently. **(130) DM: You can hear chanting coming from
further down the hall.** (115) Vrondard continues down the hall **(130) DM: (nope/)** (169) Unnamed follows behind the others, silently
slipping into the shadows at the sound of voices... **** (110) Git pries open a crate marked coconuts **** Kha keeps following the others keeping an eye on
Kossori making sure he isnt going to run off and kill himself like the other
fool did **(169) Unnamed: Hide skill check: [1d20+8]
-> [5,8] = (13)** (115) Vrondard tries to catch what the chanting is
**(130) DM: Suddenly the chanting reaches a
crescendo, and a ball of flames hurtles down the corridor straight at Vron.(110) Git: "Interesting.." :fishes
a helmet from the crate, looking it over a moment before following after Vron** Kha jumps startled **(130) DM: (Reflex, Vron, Ag and Unnamed)(115) Vrondard: "oy!"(169) Unnamed: Reflex Save [1d20+10] ->
[12,10] = (22)whispering to TaliesinNYC, [8d6] ->
[2,3,2,5,5,2,2,3] = (24)(130) DM: (DJ as well)(115) Vrondard: Kha reflexKha: Reflex save: [1d20+10] -> [10,10] =
(20)whispering to Unnamed, 12 damage(111) Agatha: reflex save [1d20+4] ->
[14,4] = (18)** (169) Unnamed smells of burnt fur, and is whirling
his cloak about him, trying to cool himself off.... **(130) DM: As your companions head into the
darkened passage, a ball of crimson flames explodes in their midst.** Kha starts putting out the flames along his
clothing and checking his eye brows and finding them missing **(115) Vrondard: (gah 22)** (110) Git rushes forth to check on them, looking
ahead to find their attacker **(130) DM: (ok. I propose breaking here because
the combat will take longer than 30 minutes and I can't stay up later than that
tonight)(115) Vrondard: (ok thats fine)(110) Git: (hai hai)(111) Agatha: ((that's okay))(115) Vrondard: ((sure... pop off your
fireball and leave us all frustrated for the evening!))(115) Vrondard: : ))))(111) Agatha: ((I'm officially out of the
fight at this point, anyway.))